Domino – Punched Ticket
One way people speak of aging is “getting your ticket punched”. When I was ab0ut to turn 60 years old— I flew down to Santa Fe where I had spent my 50th birthday . I drove north that day to Taos planning to post a pigeon on the way– so the postmark would be exactly on my birthday of 10-30-2010. Alas when we pulled into the parking lot of a nice little post office in Penasco —I noticed on the door that it closed at 12 noon. I had made it with 2 minutes to spare — walking in at 11:58am : )
by me, while on the high road to Taos, NM @ Penasco.